I’ve been tired all week long. There’s nothing currently happening in my chart to make me feel that way. Instead, I’ve let a stray cat move into my house now that the winter weather has become unbearably cold in this part of the world. He’s been hanging around since last May. I started feeding him when he first arrived on my back porch, but it’s taken this long to make friends with him. I even bought him a heated outdoor cat house when I wasn’t sure that he was going to become tame enough to move indoors.
Anyway, he’s been sleeping on the couch, but waking up a little too early for my liking and yowling because he doesn’t like to be left alone. He’s gone from a super independent feral cat to a big baby who just wants to be around me all the time.
I can live with that, but I can’t live with him getting me out of bed so early. I’m sure that he’ll adjust to my schedule soon enough. Until then, I’m just going to have to live with the sleep disruptions. I’ve been telling myself that I can catch up on my rest tomorrow because I’ve got nothing to do once I’m done teaching my class at the gym. It’s going to be glorious! I’m going to soak in the bathtub and have a nice, long nap on the couch after I eat myself into a near-comatose state.
Curiously, the sun will square my natal Neptune tomorrow morning. Also, Mercury enters dreamy Pisces about the same time. Cafe Astrology offers this advice for the former event:
“Take a break and don’t start any serious new project today. Minor disappointments or just plain fatigue might hit you like a ton of bricks today. Lay low for more energizing times to come.”
One of the greatest lessons we can learn from astrology is to appreciate the ebb and flow of life without constantly resisting what the universe is telling us to do. My body has been telling me that I can get through this sleep-disrupted week if I just keep my eye on the prize: a super-lazy Sunday with nothing to do. I trusted my inner voice and now I see that the stars were on my side the entire time.
I can barely wait until tomorrow! Zzz . . .